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RHYMED BY JOSEPHINE POLLARD. 


A Brave Little Tailor sat plying his trade, 

Most wonderful jackets and trowsers he made, 

When he heard in the distance a woman’s shrill cry, 

“ Good jelly ! fine jelly ! nice jelly ! who’ll buy?” 

The sound was so pleasant that straightway he popped 
His head out the window, the woman he stopped. 

And said in a very encouraging way, 

“Come; here’s a good customer for you to-day!” 

The poor woman climbed up the stairs with her load 
Of jellies ; and all to the tailor she showed ; 

Some yellow, some crimson, some sweet and some tart. 
With a nice little label to tell them apart. 

The brave little tailor each cover did lift. 

Eyed closely the contents, then carefully sniffed. 

As if the fine flavor his nose could detect. 

Thought the woman “He’ll buy the whole lot, I expect!” 
“ This jelly seems good ” said the brave little man ; 

“ To buy it by wholesale would be a good plan ; 

It is something I’m fond of I’ll take — let me see — 

Oh, a quarter of a pound will be plenty for me!” 

The woman, who really imagined she’d found 
A generous customer, grumbled and frowned. 

While measuring out the small quantity he 
Had asked for, and went off as mad as could be. 

“Ho! ho!” cried the tailor, “this beautiful jam 
Will make me more cunning and strong than I am!” 

So he cut off a slice round a big loaf of bread 
And thickly upon it the jelly he spread. 

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“I must finish this jacket before I can eat!” 

He said, as beside him he laid the nice treat; 

And taking his thimble and needle so clever, 

Away at his work he stitched harder than ever. 

The scent of the jelly like incense arose, 

And presently tickled the tailor’s long nose. 

And over the wall and the ceiling it spread, 

And tickled the noses of flies overhead. 

The window was open — the weather was warm — 

The insects came buzzing around in a swarm, | 

And drawn toward the bread by its magnet so sweet, ^ 
They settled themselves to enjoy the fine treat. _ 

The tailor espied them, and said “ now then, pray 
Who invited you here?” and he drove them away, 

But not understanding the language he spoke. 

They soon hurried back, for they thought him in joke. 

Then the tailor at this was exceedingly wroth. 

And seizing a ragged and soft bit of cloth 
He beat them, and banged them again and again. 

And after the battle he counted the slain. 

“What! Seven at one blow! Dear me!” he exclaimed, 
“Of such wonderful skill I need not be ashamed!” 

The whole town shall know it ! The town, did I say ? 

The whole world shall know of my courage to-day!” 

He cut out a belt, and he stitched in a row. 

In staring great capitals — SEVEN AT ONE BLOW! 

And no one who read it would ever suppose 
That a few little troublesome flies were his foes. 

He swelled up with pride; like a hero he felt; 

And buckling around him his warrior's belt 
He made up his mind as his legs he uncurled 
To quit his small shop, and go out in the world. 

He searched through the house, where was nought to equip 
The brave little man for his venturesome trip, 

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Except an old cheese, which he put in his pocket, 

And went out the door without caring to lock it. 

In the garden outside was a dear little bird 
Caught fast in the bushes ; not saying a word. 

The tailor released it, and quite at his ease 
Put it down in his pocket along with the cheese. 

Then off on his travels he started at once. 

He was nimble and active, and nobody’s dunce. 

And up the high mountain he went without stop 
Till he found himself up on the very tip top. 

A terrible giant he found sitting there 
As if for the purpose of taking the air. 

The tailor approaching said “ Comrade, good-day ! 

’Tis a fine world beyond, and I’m going that way 
My fortune to seek; and my courage is strong. 

And I wouldn’t object to your going along.” 

The giant looked round; and he measured the size 
Of the tailor, with two quite remarkable eyes; 

“You contemptible rascal! ridiculous mite!” 

Said the giant, “how dare you? Get out of my sight!” 
“That’s all very well!” said the tailor, with speed 
Unbuttoning his coat; “but perhaps if you read 
These words on my belt — ^ there are four as you see — 
You will have a much better opinion of me!” 

The giant read slowly: “What! seven at one blow! 
Why this is a fellow it’s worth while to know! 

At least it won’t do to offend him at all 
Notwithstanding he looks so exceedingly small.” 

To. prove him, the giant took up in his fist 
A stone, and he gave it a squeeze and a twist. 

Till water dropped out of it down on the ground. 

Said he, “You can never do that, I’ll be bound!” 

“Ho! hoi” cried the tailor, “why that I call play!” 
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THE BRAVE LITTLE TAILOR. 


He pulled out the cheese, and he gave it a squeeze, 

And big drops of whey splashed about with great ease. 
The giant, astonished, had little to say. 

But he thought a good deal ; and with little delay 
He took up a stone, and with wonderful might 
He threw it so high that it went out of sight, 

And came down with a thud, and was afterwards found 
Buried ever so many feet deep in the ground. 

“Suppose you do that, little fellow!” he cried 
To the brave little tailor who stood by his side. 

“Well thrown!” said the latter, “but my skill you lack! 
I’ll throw up a stone that will never come back!” 

So taking the bird from his pocket, he stands 
Where plenty of room for his trick he commands, 

And up in the air the poor trembler he flings. 

Which finding its liberty takes to its wings. 

Said the tailor, “Well, comrade, what think you of that?” 
The giant who really was puzzled thereat. 

Replied “’Twas well done! but I’d much like to know 
If you’re able to carry as well as you throw.” 

The tailor he led to the greatest of oaks 

Which the woodman had felled with his ponderous strokes, 

And he said, “ Let us see if your muscles are strong ; 

Help me carry this tree from the wood. Come along!” 
Said the tailor “ I’ll do it ! But first you must take 
The trunk on your shoulders. No fear they will ache! 
While I take the branches and leaves, which you see 
Are really the heaviest part of the tree!” 

Off started the giant, not looking around. 

While the tailor went up on a branch with a bound. 

And cheerfully sang from his perch rather high 
“ O there were three tailors went galloping by !'" 

The giant grew weary, so great was his load. 

And stopping to rest in the midst of the road. 






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He puffed, and he blowed for a while, then said he, 

“Look here, I shall have to let go of this tree!” 

Down jumped the spry tailor at once to the ground. 

And clasping his arms the light branches around 
As if he had helped, and not made it his chariot, 

He said to the giant — “Even you couldn’t carry it!” 

They went on together, and presently came 
To a cherry-tree brilliant with jewels aflame, 

And the ripest and sweetest were clustered among 
The leaves and the branches that loftily hung. 

The giant reached up and brought down the rich treat. 

Bade the tailor take hold that his fill he might eat. 

But as soon as the branches the giant let go, 

The tailor flew up as if shot from a bow. 

As spry as a cat, he came down on his feet 
Unhurt; and the giant whose wrath was complete, 

Exclaimed “How is this? Why, your strength is not much, 
If a weak sprig like that can get out of your clutch ! ” 

Said the tailor, “The strength is not lacking; oh, no! 

How should it to one who killed seven at one blow? 

But as I was just about plucking the fruit, 

I noticed some hunters preparing to shoot. 

And as they appeared to be aiming at me 
To get out of their way I jumped over the tree. 

Suppose that you try it. ’Tis easy enough. 

Your limbs are quite supple; the branches are tough. 

One gets a nice view of the country up there. 

And a chance to enjoy a nice breath of fresh air.” 

The giant, unwilling the tailor should take 
Away all the honors, consented to make 
The attempt, but so big and so clumsy was he, 

That when he went up he stuck fast in the tree. 

The giant was angry and grumblesome then ; 

And said to the tailor “ Come home to our den. 


THE BRAVE LITTLE TAILOR. 


You’re a gallant young fellow, and we will be quite 
Delighted to have you stay with us all night.” 

The tailor was willing, and followed along 
Behind the great giant, so terribly strong. 

Till they came to the den, and he felt not a fear. 

But, said “ There is plenty of elbow-room here ! ” 

There were three or four other great giants who toasted 
Their shins, as they ate the fat sheep they had roasted ; 
And after awhile the brave tailor was shown 
To a bed that the giant of giants might own. 

The, poor little man was so well wearied out 
That he hardly could sleep; but kept tossing about 
To find a snug place; and he finally crept 
Away to a corner, where softly he slept. 

As soon as ’twas midnight, a giant arose 

And seizing a club made of iron, his blows 

He rained on the bed, and he thought it quite proper. 

In this way to murder the little grasshopper. 

Then ere it was morning the giants went out 
To their haunts in the wood, quite forgetting about 
The brave little tailor, who soon came along 
Contentedly singing his gay little song. 

Now, when they beheld him alive, and so merry. 

They were very much frightened ; indeed, they were, very 
And thinking he’d put them to death in the wood. 

They all ran away just as fast as they could. 

The tailor went on and continued to sing 
Till he came near the palace where dwelt a great King, 
And throwing himself on the turf-covered ground 
He soon fell asleep ; and he slept very sound. 

The people passed by, and they curiously gazed 
At the sleeper ; and seeing his belt were amazed 
As the legend they spelled out exceedingly slow. 
Exclaiming “ Geewhillikins ! ” Seven at one blow ! ” 





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Whence comes this great lord ? and what comes he for ? 
How useful he’d be were the country at war!” 

And they hastened at once to the King to suggest 
That into his service the man be impressed. 

The King called his council ; a courtier then went 
To wait on our hero, and win his consent 
His masterly courage and prowess to bring 
To serve in the army attached to the King. 

The messenger waited and waited until 
The brave little man. had of slumber his fill, 

And after much stretching and yawning he woke. 

And the messenger man to the stranger then spoke. 

And asked if the King might his services claim ; 

“Of course,” said the tailor; “that’s the reason I came.” 
He was honored in court; and a house was bestowed 
On him, where in very great style he abode. 

And the soldiers who served with him — excellent fellows ! 
Began of this stranger to feel rather jealous. 

They would not pick a quarrel with him. O dear, no I 
If they did he’d assassinate seven at a blow; 

But they hated him well ; and they wished every day 
That he was, oh I thousands of miles far away. 

At last they determined their grievance to bring 
To the notice of their chief commander, the King, 

And request a discharge, as it troubled them so 
To serve with a man who killed seven at a blow. 

The King was distressed, for he could not well spare 
So many good soldiers, and yet did not dare 
To anger the tailor, whose strength was unknown. 

Lest he kill all the people, and reign on the throne. 

So the King gave the matter much serious thought. 

And into his presence the tailor was brought. 

And told of two giants who dwelt in the wood. 

And did all the damage they possibly could. 

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They robbed, and they murdered, and set things on fire. 
And none would go near them for fame or for hire, 

“ But if you,” said the King to the tailor, “ will go 
And slay both these giants that trouble me so. 

My daughter in marriage I’ll certainly give. 

The half of my kingdom with her you’ll receive. 

And a hundred brave horsemen shall be at your back 
To render assistance in time of attack.” 

“ Aha ! ” thought the tailor, “ that would certainly be, 

A very nice thing for a fellow like me ! 

A beautiful princess 1 a fine estate here ! 

Are not to be had every day in the year ! ” 

So he said to the King “ I will do the brave deed ! 

Of your hundred fine horsemen there isn’t much need ; 

For it’s not at all likely that any one who 

Has killed seven at one blow, will be scared at these two.” 

So the brave little tailor set out to attack 

The terrible giants, and there at his back 

Rode a hundred brave horsemen — a gay cavalcade — 

In velvets, and satins, and feathers arrayed. 

When they came to the wood the brave tailor cried “ Halt ! 
Stay here while I go and begin the assault ! ” 

And entering in he stepped cautiously round. 

Till he found the two giants asleep on the ground 
Beneath an oak tree ; and they snored so their bed 
Was shaken as -well as the branches o’erhead. 

The tailor, as spry as a monkey was he ! 

Filled his pockets with stones and climbed up in the tree. 

And seated himself with an air of defiance 

On a bough that stretched over the slumbering giants. 

One after another great stones he let fall 

On a giant’s bare chest. ’Twas not noticed at all 

For some little time, then cried he with a roar, 

“Great Grampus! now what are you hitting me for?” 

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“You’re dreaming!” the other exclaimed with a snort; 

“I haven’t been touching you even in sport!” 

So as this appeared true, ’twas no use to complain, 

And both of them speedily slumbered again. 

Then the tailor let fall on the other one’s chest 
A very large stone, which soon broke up his rest. 

And he said as he started up “ What can that be ? 

And what in the world are you throwing at me?” 

“I’m not throwing anything,” answered the first; 

And then they got angry, disputed, and cursed. 

But gave up at last — both were equally clever — 

And went off to sleep, snoring louder than ever. 

Then the brave little tailor continued his game. 

And when a big stone on the first giant came. 

The other, in strength and in courage not slack. 

Attentions like these very freely paid back. 

And they fought with such fury they tore up the trees 
And used them as weapons with wonderful ease. 

At last the two giants fell dead on the ground ; 

Of fighting and rending was heard not a sound ; 

And the tailor came down from his perch in the tree, 

And said “ It was really quite lucky for me 
That the tree I was in wasn’t torn from the stump. 

And I like a squirrel, sent off on a jump!” 

Then he drew out his sword, and, his skill to attest, 

Gave each of the giants a whack on the breast. 

Then went to the horsemen and quietly said, 

“The deed is now done; both the giants are dead. 

It went hard with me, for they tore up the trees 
To defend themselves with, and they handled with ease 
The mightiest oak; but ’twas useless, you know. 

To contend with a man who’d killed seven at one blow ! ” 
“And you are not hurt?” asked the men standing there, 
“Not I?” cried the tailor. “I have not turned a hair!” 


THE BRAVE LITTLE TAILOR. 


But they would not believe such assertions as these 
Till they saw the two giants dead under the trees.' 

The tailor then claimed his reward of the King, 

Who meanwhile repented of saying such thing, 

And searching around, a nice way appeared 
To get rid of this man he both hated and feared. 

Said the King to the tailor, “Your valor is great; 

But neither my daughter, nor half my estate 
Is yours, till the unicorn you have secured. 

From whose depredations much ill I’ve endured,” 

Said the brave little tailor with accents of scorn, 

“Two giants are worse than this one unicorn; 

And seven at a blow is my way, as you know. 

And I have no terror at meeting this foe ! ” 

So with rope and with axe he went into the wood. 

While his escort in safety outside of it stood. 

And ready to greet him the unicorn ran 
In haste to devour the brave little man. 

“Now softly! now softly!” said the tailor. “Take heed! 
Perhaps you don’t know that ‘ most haste is worst speed ; ’ 
And standing in front of a tree till quite near 
The animal came, he slipped round to the rear. 

In a terrible rage came the great unicorn. 

And into the tree plunged so deeply his horn 
That he couldn’t get out, and the tailor cut loose 
The creature, and circled his neck with a noose. 

Thus he and his party returned to the King, 

Who greatly rejoiced at this wonderful thing. 

But ere he would grant what the tailor would ask. 

He set him a third and more difficult task. 

“ Each promise,” said royalty, “ I will make good. 

As soon as you’ve killed this wild boar in the wood. 
Which has done so much damage already that he 
Has been an expense and a terror to me.” 

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“All right!” said the tailor. “Why, this is child’s play!" 

And back to the forest he went right away, 

And told the brave huntsmen — his escort before — 

To tarry outside while he sought the wild boar. 

This the huntsmen quite cheerfully did, much relieved, 

For many a scare from the boar they’d received. 

And they had no desire to serve him as husks 
On which he could sharpen his terrible tusks. 

As soon as the boar of the tailor caught sight. 

All foaming and bristling he ran with his might. 

Determined to crush him ; but swift as a deer 
Our hero ran into a chapel quite near. 

Skipped over the floor in a desperate scurry. 

Then out through a window he jumped in a hurry. 

The wild beast ran after him in through the door. 

Which closing behind him imprisoned the boar. 

Who scenting his game could no longer pursue it 
Through the window, although he endeavored to do it. 

Then the tailor called out, and the huntsmen he brought. 

To see for themselves how the wild boar was caught. 

And then he went off to the King, who had now 
No further excuse for not keeping his vow; 

Though had he but known the great warrior was nought 
But a poor little tailor, more grief it had brought. 

O great was the splendor the wedding that crowned ! 

But little of joy was distributed round; 

For it wasn’t a very enlivening thing 
To have such a powerful man for a King. 

One night the young Queen heard her husband speak out 
In his sleep ; and she listened, as wives will no doubt ; 

“Make that waistcoat, and put on that patch! Don’t he slack! 
Or I’ll lay my yard-measure the length of your back!” 

Was what the Queen heard, and she mentally said, 

“Now I know that my husband was very low bred!” 


THE BRAVE LITTLE TAILOR. 


And she spoke to her father, and begged that he would 
Set her free from the tailor as soon as he could. 

“Have patience, my child!” said the King;” and to-night 
When your husband’s in bed, and you’ve put out the light. 

Set your bedroom door open ; my guards then will keep 
A watch in the hall till he’s soundly asleep. 

Then enter, and bind him, and carry him off 
To a vessel that lies at the end of the wharf. 

With her cargo on board and her sails all unfurled. 

And we’ll send him away to the end of the world.” 

So the wife felt consoled ; but a mean little man 

Who had listened the while, soon revealed the Avhole plan 

To the tailor, who said “O that troubles me not! 

I’ll soon put an end to their nice little plot!” 

At night he,, as usual, between the sheets crept. 

While his wife on her pillow kept watch till he slept, 

And as soon as she heard him beginning to snore 
She rose up in silence and opened the door. 

The tailor who only was making believe. 

And all the while laughing, no doubt, in his sleeve. 

Said “ Now, boy, make that waistcoat and patch me those breeches! 
Or my yard-stick will put in your shoulders some stitches ! 

I’ve killed seven at one blow ! ” he exclaimed with a roar, 

“Two giants! a unicorn! and a wild boar! 

And shall I be afraid of those outside my door?” 

When the guard heard the tailor say this they took flight. 

Like a parcel of hares in a tremble with fright, 

And declared they would never, no never go back 
So valiant a hero as this to attack. 

So the tailor was king to the end of his life. 

And as all were afraid to provoke him to strife. 

He’d a peaceable reign ; and no man could be found 
More cunning than he in the whole country round. 



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